Chapter 1814: Immortal Astral, tenth sun, Liu Zhiyuan

Wang Lin merged into the army of nearly ten thousand Cultivators without drawing any attention. Only Yan Luan, while moving forward, glanced back at the nearly ten thousand Cultivators, as if trying to find Wang Lin.

But there were too many Cultivators, and the mist was pervasive, so with one glance, she did not find him.

In this mist, the Green Devil Continent Cultivators came roaring in. Especially the two Empty Tribulation Realm Middle Stage old men, whose cultivation was heaven-defying. As they moved forward, the mist here suddenly rolled backward, and there was even a faint trend of it not daring to approach.

Empty Tribulation Realm Middle Stage, even in this Immortal Astral Continent, is enough to become a hegemon, capable of supporting a medium-level Sect. Even within Sects like the Nine Sects and Thirteen Gates, they are the cream of the crop among Elders, and are not commonly seen!

Almost every Cultivator who can reach the Empty Tribulation Realm Middle Stage is extremely difficult to kill. On them, there exist too many life-saving means and Divine Abilities.

Those two Empty Tribulation Realm Middle Stage old men from the Green Devil Continent, one surnamed Zhang and one surnamed Zhao, belonged to two different Demon Sects of the Green Devil Continent. As they attacked, the world roared. Lü Wenran transformed into a long rainbow and sped away, battling the old man surnamed Zhang here amidst the rolling mist!

The rumbling sound echoed through heaven and earth, rolling towards all directions, causing ripples to turn into wild winds that swept across the surroundings, forcing the Cultivators on both sides where the two were battling to retreat, unable to get close.

The other Empty Tribulation Realm Middle Stage Old Man surnamed Zhao from the Green Devil Continent took a step, about to join the battle against Lü Wenran, trying to severely injure him in one fell swoop. In his view, as long as Lü Wenran was defeated, the remaining Cultivators here would be nothing to worry about!

But the moment this Old Man surnamed Zhao moved forward, Yan Luan and Xu Dongde, along with another Cultivator from a nearby Sect who was also at the Empty Tribulation Realm Early Stage, transformed into long rainbows and hurriedly approached to block the Old Man surnamed Zhao, the three of them battling him together!

If it were anywhere else, even if the three of them joined forces, they would not be able to fight an Empty Tribulation Realm Middle Stage Cultivator. The gap between levels in the Empty Tribulation Realm is extremely huge, like a chasm between heaven and earth.

Even Wang Lin, when he possessed seven Origins, could fight an Empty Tribulation Realm Early Stage Cultivator by risking his Divine Abilities. But even now, with eight Origins, he could still only fight an Empty Tribulation Realm Early Stage Cultivator and could not shake an Empty Tribulation Realm Middle Stage Cultivator with his Divine Abilities.

But within the Heavenly Ox Formation of the Extreme Heaven Grassland, with the mist seeping into the body, things had changed. Yan Luan and the other two had the strength to barely fight that Old Man surnamed Zhao! Even if they couldn't win, they could hold him back!

With four people holding back two of the opponents, the Empty Tribulation Realm Middle Stage Cultivators could not play their terrifying role in this war. Among the remaining Green Devil Continent Cultivators, there were still four Empty Tribulation Realm Early Stage Cultivators at this moment.

These four were two men and two women, dressed luxuriously with extraordinary status. But these four were currently encountering the same problem. Here in the Tianniu Continent, there were three other Empty Tribulation Realm Early Stage Cultivators from nearby Sects who held the status of Old Ancestors. These three had nearly infinite Divine Abilities within this mist. They engaged these four Green Devil Continent Cultivators. Amidst the roaring echoes, the world shook. The Empty Tribulation Realm Cultivators had opened the first battle of this slaughter!

Next was the slaughter of the large group of Cultivators. This kind of slaughter was extremely chaotic. Twenty thousand people were intertwined, and blocked by the mist. For a moment, roars filled the sky, and there were bursts of miserable screams echoing.

Wang Lin was in the mist, walking like a ghost. He kept his head down, holding a Compass in his hand. The Compass was currently densely packed with white and green light spots, symbolizing all the changes in this place.

There were constant roars all around. The light of various Spells was covered by the mist, but it could not cover the heaven-shaking Killing Intent and chill. As he was walking, Wang Lin's right hand suddenly raised, pointing towards the mist on the right. Under this point, a bloody light flashed. The Blood Sword, carrying an astonishing Evil Qi, whistled out. The moment it neared the mist, a Green Devil Continent Cultivator suddenly walked out from within. Before this Cultivator could react, his body trembled, his glabella exploded, and he was pierced through by the Blood Sword.

Wang Lin's expression remained normal as he continued forward. His target was not these fighting Green Devil Continent Cultivators, but the few Empty Tribulation Realm powerhouses in the distance!

Walking all the way, Wang Lin's figure sped. Around his body, a layer of black mist also permeated within this mist. That black mist was different from the mist of the Heavenly Ox Formation, full of cruelty, with a scarlet tongue whipping inside from time to time.

After getting closer and closer to the seven Empty Tribulation Realm Early Stage Cultivators who were fighting, Wang Lin slowed his pace slightly. Eventually, he stopped at a distance of several thousand feet from the seven people, standing there with flickering eyes.

"To kill an Empty Tribulation Realm Early Stage Cultivator is quite difficult… Such Cultivators are almost impossible to kill… Even with the Yisi puppet, it is still not enough…" Wang Lin knew well the terror of a Cultivator who had passed nine Mysterious Tribulations and truly stepped into the Empty Tribulation Realm. This was not like killing the Cultivator surnamed Qian and the man and woman under the other three large banners in the Pill Sea.

These three had cultivation only at the ninth Mysterious Tribulation stage. Although they seemed infinitely close to the Empty Tribulation Realm, in reality, the gap was too large. Their cultivation, with the power of two, could defeat the three White Tigers, and in a specific environment, force the three of them to flee. After all, the cultivation of the three White Tigers was actually not much different from Du Qing, at the stage of seven or eight Mysterious Tribulations.

In the Immortal Cave Realm, only Old Ghost Zhan and the Seven-Colored Daoist were truly at the Empty Tribulation Realm Early Stage. If they could fuse with the third soul and become the Seven-Colored Immortal Venerable, their cultivation would reach the Peak of the Empty Tribulation Realm Middle Stage.

Below the Empty Tribulation Realm, with Wang Lin's current cultivation, he could kill them, but to kill a true Empty Tribulation Realm Early Stage, he needed some means.

Even on the Immortal Astral Continent, the death of an Empty Tribulation Realm Cultivator was very rare. Once it happened, it had a great impact on morale and a Sect.

Not to mention the death of an Empty Tribulation Realm Middle Stage Cultivator. Even the Great Soul Gate would not want to see such a blow.

Looking at the rolling mist thousands of feet away, the seven people inside were fighting for their lives, unable to determine a winner. In fact, it was impossible to determine a winner at all. Any of the seven, as long as they were cautious, would not die; at most, they would just be injured.

But Wang Lin was not in a hurry. He simply sat cross-legged there. The black mist existing outside his body merged with the surrounding mist, making it difficult to be discovered. Plus, because of the battle between the seven Empty Tribulation Realm Early Stage Cultivators, the world was roaring. Once close, it was extremely dangerous. Only Wang Lin could arrive safely and wait for the opportunity.

He was waiting for an opportunity to kill an Empty Tribulation Realm Early Stage Cultivator in one go.

"Yisi can be used as a heavy blow, the Blood Sword can injure people, the Spirit Command Seal can prevent escape… Multiple illusions can create an opportunity… And the final killing method must rely on Soul Summoning!"

"It's just that relying solely on these can only severely injure an Empty Tribulation Realm powerhouse; it is not enough to kill them completely…" Wang Lin's eyes flickered as he stared thousands of feet away while pondering.

Time passed slowly. In the blink of an eye, several hours had passed. The sounds of slaughter all around not only did not decrease but became even more intense. Both sides suffered heavy casualties!

But Wang Lin still sat cross-legged there, still waiting.

Liu Zhiyuan, as an Elder of the Dao Demon Sect of the Green Devil Continent, had just stepped into the Empty Tribulation Realm Early Stage not long ago. He was renowned within the Dao Demon Sect, and he was a direct descendant of the Dao Demon Sect Master, possessing Bloodline connections.

This time, he participated in the great war to invade the Tianniu Continent. Together with his fellow Elder Xu Wei and two other Fellow Daoists from other Sects, he was currently fighting with the three Cultivators from the Tianniu Continent who were also at the Empty Tribulation Realm Early Stage.

The opponents seemed to have infinite energy, constantly unleashing various Divine Abilities. While the four of them, in this mist, had their Divine Sense blocked and could not replenish it from this mist. After several hours, there were faint signs of retreating.

The seven-person chaotic battle roared continuously. Especially Liu Zhiyuan, who had not entered the Empty Tribulation Realm for long. At this moment, the Immortal power in his body was slightly exhausted, and it was being absorbed in large quantities by the surrounding mist.

"Damn mist!! When will the envoys come? If this continues, I fear this battle will be very difficult to win!" Liu Zhiyuan's face was gloomy. As he raised his right hand to perform Hand Seals, a black lotus flower materialized, colliding with a black Dragon materialized by the Empty Tribulation Realm Cultivator of the Tianniu Continent in front of him.

Amidst the roaring, Liu Zhiyuan did not hesitate and retreated hurriedly. He did not need to speak; his three companions knew his intention and flashed over, blocking the remaining Spell attacks, giving Liu Zhiyuan a chance to retreat and consume Medicinal Pills.

The four of them had been fighting for these few hours and inevitably needed to replenish the Immortal power in their bodies; otherwise, it would be difficult to continue.

Liu Zhiyuan's expression was extremely vicious. The Cultivation Technique he practiced was a Dual Cultivation Technique of Yin and Yang, condensing the Yin souls of female Cauldrons into a black lotus. The number of Cauldrons that died at his hands was countless.

At this moment, while retreating, he shook his body and withdrew thousands of feet. He raised his right hand and grabbed into the void. Immediately, more than ten black light orbs appeared in his hand. Inside each light orb sat a naked three-inch woman cross-legged, with a miserable expression.

Liu Zhiyuan didn't even look at them, opened his big mouth, and was about to inhale!

But just at this moment, not far from him, Wang Lin, who had been hiding his aura, suddenly had cold light burst out from his eyes. He had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, and now, finally, someone had given him this chance!

"It is him!"

Killing Intent appeared in Wang Lin's eyes. He had agreed to the first condition of the Great Soul Gate: to kill ten Empty Tribulation Realm Early Stage powerhouses. Today, he would complete the first one!

The moment Wang Lin leaped away at lightning speed, a bloody light flashed in Wang Lin's hand and slashed towards Liu Zhiyuan, who was not far away and had his back to him!

The edge of the Blood Sword was unparalleled. It whistled up and approached in an instant. Liu Zhiyuan was about to consume these ten-plus light orbs when suddenly his hair stood on end, and a sense of crisis suddenly permeated. He abandoned the consumption without hesitation, flicked his large sleeve, and immediately a black lotus appeared behind him, colliding with the heaven-shaking Blood Sword!

The sound of roaring rose to the sky. Under the rumbling, Liu Zhiyuan turned around abruptly, his eyes filled with Killing Intent.

"I want to see who dares to ambush this Venerable!!"

But just the moment he turned around, Wang Lin attacked!